I like to call this post, "How You Know You've Spent Too Much Time In The Yearbook Office." And I shall subtitle it, "Deadline Three Pushes Editor Shannon Sanders Off The Deep End."


So. You know you've spent too much time in the basement of Kimpel when your poor addled brain starts thinking thoughts like these.

Setting: It's Saturday afternoon and we are crazy behind on deadline. To make things worse, we have a mountain of proofs on our desks that we need to edit and correct. So we plan to go in Sunday to work.
The following is an actual transcript of mine and Shannon's texting conversation:

Shannon: What time do you want to go in to the office tomorrow?

Megan: Ug. I don't know. Ten? Ten thirty?

Shannon: Okay, how about ten?

Megan: Sigh. Okay.

Shannon: Woohooo! It'll be funsies. Like we are captured by crazy bayou pirates who are making us do all of their yearbook work for them in a cool underground fort. At least that's what I'm going to think about.

Megan: Um, you are off a cliff right now.

Labels: deadline, editors, funny, office, yearbook